I am a Primitive Man

　　 If you look at the same thing, different people will often get different results.

　　Labor is the same.

　　 From the arduous labor of building houses, most of the original bone tribes have gained unclear insights such as "Life is not easy, and you will gain by paying."

　　 and the idea of ​​working hard to build a new house as soon as possible.

　　 Bark is different from others, all he gets from it is disgust and unevenness.

　　 He likes to live in a spacious and bright house, but he doesn't like this kind of labor that wears out all the hands and swells the arms.

　　 He was very dissatisfied in his heart. Why should there be so many people in the tribe that he has to do such a hard work?

　　 Why can the black baby be able to do nothing all day long, just play in the mud?

　　 Why does the iron head only need to mow the grass and feed the deer occasionally?

　　Why that fat guy can take naps often.

　　 Why can others live directly in a spacious and bright house, but they have to sleep in a cave. If they want a house, they need to build it themselves? ...

　　The heavy labor and a new and differentiated life gave this person in the age of common ownership the idea of ​​private ownership.

　　 These thoughts have been lingering in Bark's heart for a while, but he has not said it.

　　 Today, what the bark needs to do is the same as yesterday, that is, a few people with the bottle, from the quarry, use the head of the stone to transport the stone to the wall.

　　 The shoulders were pressed against the swollen shoulders, making him grin unbearable.

　　 When a stone pierced the blood bubble on his hand, and the uncomfortable pain came from his hand, the bark finally couldn't bear it.

　　 He threw the hooks and heads into the ditch of the retaining wall, and even told a few people with gestures what he thought to a bottle of work.

　　 Originally thought that the bark had accidentally removed the head of the hook and pole, he hurriedly helped to get the bottle with the head and pole from the ditch of the retaining wall. After figuring out the meaning of the bark, he froze on the spot.

　　 He didn't know why Bark had such thoughts, and he said such words.

　　 Isn’t it right for everyone to work for the tribe together?

　　 The old hands of the Qingque tribe, aren’t they all doing the same work?

　　 He felt a little unhappy, reached out and patted the arm of the bark, and told him not to think like this.

　　 The bark didn't listen to him, and the louder he spoke, and the hook and head that he had picked up the bottle for him were thrown back into the wall ditch.

　　 The bottle is completely angry.

　　 There is nothing for myself and others. After joining the tribe, I can eat three meals a day, and I don’t have to go hungry anymore!

　　 Other than that, like everyone else, I have new clothes.

　　The place to sleep is much better than before.

　　 There was no need to build houses in the tribe, but now houses are built to allow oneself to live with others.

　　 The elderly hands in the tribe didn’t have to do these things anymore. In order to let themselves and others have a house to live in, they didn’t say anything and started doing it...

　　 He told Bark about these things, and Bark recognized the unfairness, and he didn't want to listen to others.

　　The angry bottle dropped the hook, and hit the bark that still said inequality.

　　 Bark fought back not to be outdone, and the two of them scrambled and fell into the retaining wall.

　　 Another member of the original bone tribe who picked up the stone with them also lost the head of the hook and shoulder, jumped into the wall ditch, and helped the bottle beat the bark together.

　　 What happened here quickly shocked many people.

　　 The person who was fighting with each other was pulled out of the wall ditch...

　　 The Qingque tribe was assembled, and they were all pulled into the yard. The three participating in the beating stood in the forefront of the crowd, directly facing the three giants of the Qingque tribe: Big Brother, Wu, and Han Cheng.

　　 Han Cheng already knew the reason for the fight, as did the rest of the Qingque tribe.

　　 Everyone glared at the bark. If Han Cheng hadn't stopped him, the bark would have been beaten more.

　　 Looking at the bark standing here, Han Cheng sneered in his heart. He didn't expect that there were such people at this time!

　　 Qingque tribe has more manpower and needs to do more things. Naturally, it is impossible to concentrate all manpower on the construction of houses.

　　 Han Chenggong divided labor, building houses, reclaiming wasteland, obtaining food, raising livestock, etc.

Because the people from the Bone Tribe are new to the Qingque Tribe, they don't understand many things, so the ones who do the most are those who don't have much technical content.

　　 Such as carrying water, carrying stones, digging the soil.

　　The construction of houses, the use of stones to build foundations, and the use of fire to water and mine stones are basically done by the Qingque tribe by experienced elderly hands.

　　 In fact, under such conditions, few things are really easy.

　　Mowing grass doesn't look very tiring, but in fact it can't be done for a long time. The iron heads that often cut grass, the flower-like two people, and the palm holding the sickle are all thick calluses.

　　 Both hands were soaked with grass juice, and the original color can no longer be seen. The hand that is often used to grasp grass has many scars cut by the stone sickle.

　　 The first carpenter of the Qingque tribe plus a weaver, both palms are rough and outrageous, now they are a bit deformed...

　　 (In order to express better, the following dialogue is written smoothly, book friends should not be too serious)

　　 "Do you think it is unfair?"

　　 Han Cheng waited a while, looked at the bark and asked.

　　 The bark was already a little scared at this time, but he looked at the torn hands and painful shoulders, and remembered that he had drunk the green bird water. He felt a little more settled in his heart, gathered courage, and opened his mouth.

　　 "It's not fair. The work they do is light and easy. Heiwa, Tietou, Lame, Brother Er, Junior Sha... all of them are easy."

　　Han Cheng almost laughed at this guy, cooperating with the whole tribe, you are the hardest and the most tiring, all others do are light work.

　　Han Cheng asked the people mentioned by the bark to come forward, stretch out their hands, and put them together with the bark's hands. Everyone has a thicker callus than the bark's hand.

　　 "Our tribe can have today, because the son of God led us to do it bit by bit!

　　Building walls, building houses, excavating land... These are all made with our hands. How much sweat have we shed and how much suffering have we suffered?

　　 In winter, we almost starved to death. The **** son led us to step on the snow and stand on the ice to go fishing. The whole body was frozen without feeling..."

　　 limpingly pointed at everything around him, and he spoke with excitement, his eyes flushed and tears couldn't help falling.

The old hands of the 　　 Qingque tribe also remembered their difficult journey along the way. Some women had already cried, and even the big brothers and the witches had tears in their eyes.

　　 "And you, when you come here, you can eat three meals a day, and you have clothes to wear, so you can stay in the fence without worrying about beasts attack... You actually feel resentful..."

　　 lamely pointed at the bark and reprimanded loudly, saying that he was excited, and slapped the bark when he went up.

　　 "God, put him to death."

　　 "Yes, son of God, we don't want such a person!"

　　 The sentiment was raging, not only the old hands of the Qingque tribe, those from the Primordial Bone tribe who came in with the bark also followed.

　　 The bark was scared to death.

　　 He thought he had done this, at least those who lived with him would support him, and he drank blue bird water...

　　 "I...I drank the green bird water, we are from a tribe, you can't kill me!"

　　 he shouted with fear.

　　 "We don't want people like you..."

　　 Everyone looked at Han Cheng~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and waited for him to make up his mind.

　　 Han Cheng looked at the tree bark and nodded, "They are right. Our Qingque tribe has no people like you.

　　 If you think it’s not good or fair, then don’t live here. "

　　 "Yes, we don't welcome you, don't live here anymore!"

　　 The bark that had been completely stupid was pushed out of the gate of the tribe by everyone.

　　 "I made the clothes you wear!"

　　 A woman ran out, stripped off the clothes she was wearing on the bark, and threw a dirty animal skin at his feet.

　　 The bark picked up the animal skin and walked forward in a daze.

　　 Where should I go!

　　 I really don’t want to leave the tribe, I just want to do some easy work, but I feel unfair...

　　 He stopped, turned and looked at the tribe, wanting to return.

　　 Those who used to be kind and friendly will immediately make angry noises at him, and some will pull their bows and arrows at him.

　　 The bark has no choice but to walk forward stupidly...

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